Metallström / Face The Bütcher

I'm a friend of hell - exekutioner is my name
The art of steele I preach - after dark I flash the blade
My trade is that of sin - forbidden desire I crave
Sweet lady in the night - high heels and lipstick games

Predator of Sex & violence
Korruptor of the moral law
A slave to darkness and desire
To evilness I only bow

In alleyways so dark
The whore's my only mark
Here comes the Metalstorm - face the Bütcher
An Iron Fükk she kneels
A gag on cock and Steele
Here comes the Metalstorm - face the Bütcher

Work the sidewalk king - blakk leather's what they wear
Lick their lips with lust - fool me with their stare
Their trade is that of sin - they don't know what's to come
Or cum is what they think - but the blade's the final sting

Backstreet danger loving
Empty eyes that stare
A piece of tail wants action
Horny wicked glare
Skin so soft as silk
Switchblade cold as Steele
A match in lustful heaven
To Bütcher king she kneels